The little Girl and the Wolf

One afternoon a big wolf waited in a dark forest for a
little girl to come along carrying a basket of food to
her grandmother. Finally a little girl did come along and
she was carrying a basket of food.

"Are you carrying the basket to your
grandmother?" asked the wolf.

The little girl said yes, she was.

So the wolf asked her where her grandmother lived and
the little girl told him and he disappeared into the
wood.

When the little girl opened the door of her
grandmother's house she saw that there was somebody
in bed with a nightcap and nightgown on. She had
approached no nearer than twenty-five feet from the bed
when she saw that it was nor her grandmother but the
wolf, for even in a nighcap a wolf does not look any more
like your grandmother than the Metro-Goldwyn lion looks
like Calvin Coolidge.

So the little girl took an automatic out of her basket
and shot the wolf dead.